She has waited for his son to come back home. Now he is here. “What is your problem? They say it wasn’t even that difficult. You go to school same as other your friends, and you also go to study academy like others with my and your father’s money. Is this all you can do?” Mother shouted. She is holding his test score paper. “Would you get ahold of yourself only if I whip you?” She is holding the solid stick in her another hand.